A.M. Poems - Poems about A.M.

I’m back once more. I spent a long night contemplating which people to remove from my life, the ones who drag me down. It’s time for a transformation in 2026, a chance to relieve the pressure in my chest. Like a Maidenform bra that left an imprint, What a relief it is to let them go....

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Your Soul is meant for more By Michelle Morris 24/07/2025 I held a mirror up to your Soul The very Soul you said you didn't have And there you saw all your Demons The very Demons you denied throughout your Life Alas, it must be torture for you To realise you've always been wrong To have the Truth slam...

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Praise God the father and our creator. Praise God the son and our savior. Praise God the holy spirit, our guide. Praise the holy Trinity, our path to true unity. ...

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In the stillness of dawn, a primal question awakens, A whisper that dances, a quest that never dampens. On the blank parchment with lines, I lay my thoughts bare, Each stroke of the pen, a truth I must share. You define your font, size, and spacing that is life, In...

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A warning to possession. To the demons chancing claim of skin: I dare you to take this body, and dare you to take this mind. Better yet, I beg of you, to claim each for a ride. Would you like to suffer reason? Suffer sound of self each second? Or rather suffer thoughtless sense, Even you could not have...

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Tendencies to sense in me, The will to kill the self, Arise when I have thoughts to be, Another page upon this shelf. Book is but a tale unread, Besides by those of us who care, To share that which by them's been said, By those who've care'd to share. I'd rather be a page, Rather be word than figured form, Than have...

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I was not always this clever, this funny, this incredibly smart But it is two a.m. somewhere, and I am hilarious; it is my art. Weirdly, I was not in any way exciting before I got to this bar. But now I am unbelievably witty, ask my buddy, his name is Gar. Aren’t I witty, Gar? Aren’t I pretty?...

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Baby we're still young Vibrant and promising I promise you Together we can grow strong Before we get old We can correct our wrongs So let the bond be strong, holding onto each no matter the circumstances. Let's stay locked in Together we'll build Our own empire I am the king and you are the queen Ruling our...

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pyromaniac perverted fire starter loving her fires believe it or not she is me and I am her loving my fires...

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(“Before the Door”, 2023, original encaustic) Our Changeless Nature Within all the changes of this life All the particulars of who we are What we do and know, and don’t know, Is something that isn’t a thing Isn’t caused and conditioned Thus changeless and permanent. There is only one way to know this nature And that is for ourselves, Once it has been pointed...

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Yes, I am a hick from a hick town where people look out for each other. a town where people chip in money for baby showers, weddings, funerals or a kid who needs shoes a hick town where everyone knows everybody else’s story where we are not afraid to eat a stranger’s baked goods or give a hitchhiker a ride we still...

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I am the river, wild and wide, Not yours to dam, not yours to guide. You cast your stones, but I still flow— A deeper truth than you can know. The wind does not explain its flight, Nor asks permission for its height. So why should I, with open skies, Bow low to soothe your jealous eye's You lied with ease, then turned...

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JULY 2023 Hazy, Rampant, Hammering Foggy-headed, I must be lazy enough to put just the right effort in. It drips down and stains the pore. My disease is acidic, fatal, And the way that your alkali sense draws me in ... How I'd beg to neutralise once more. But the ants won't push against my unmoving tyres. And anywho, isn't this against your...

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I am not like an ocean, blue and deep. You needn't peer into my soul to peep. I am shallow like a puddle or pool, So, darling, why don't you kiss this fool?...

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pretty or slippery are not my names no time for docile dolly games peaceful presence my authenticity aims ascension not something timidly tame Chorus : shiver shake not, I have nothing to hide flowing with life’s lovely tide if you cannot bear scars and shadows go elsewhere to see what flavour marrows sure I hold open portal doors when lightning...

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